Make Every Decision the RIGHT Decision.

I moved to Boulder three weeks ago Saturday. This fact is amazing to me, in many ways. First off, how has it ONLY been three weeks?! Secondly, HOW HAVE I BEEN HERE THREE WEEKS ALREADY?!! What a crazy, crazy three weeks it has been. I remember the feeling I had as I was driving through the flat eastern side of Colorado, the views of the mountains–those big, snowy mountains–coming into view more and more clear the closer we got. The excitment so thick, you could cut it with a knife.

A few days after arriving, Doni, my Dad and I all went to dinner at this mexican place near our condo. We ordered these huge margaritas, no salt for me, and started discussing things like blogging and how we’re making it work for us. My Dad and I had lengthy conversations over the course of the week he was here with me and this one in particular stood out.

I don’t even remember how it started, what we were talking about in specifics but it revolved around our recent move out here, the spur of the moment-ness it had swirling around it. That’s when he said the line neither me, nor Doni, have forgotten:

“Make every decision, no matter what it is or how it turns out, the right decision.”

I’ve received a lot of advice over the course of my life, a bit from my dad, a bit from my mom and even from random strangers. Everyone I’ve met has given me little morsels of things to ponder about, make part of my life. I was in Lucerne, Switzerland, eating the most amazing cheese and herb fondue with this girl from San Fransisco I met in my hostel who was in her last week of her three month tour. She instinctively knew, at 2 weeks in, that I wouldn’t only be staying six weeks. That I’d be staying three months. Anyway, she gave me a piece of advice that stayed with me, and became my motto, my entire trip through Europe. There is no such thing as should. I didn’t have to do anything I didn’t want to. I should go see that art museum, but do I WANT to? If the answer was no, then I shouldn’t have any qualms not doing it. Contradicting herself, she also told me yes was my new favorite word. A stranger suggests you join them in a city you hadn’t planned on going? Just say yes. Friday’s post will show the influence this had on me. This was a wise girl.

I made this decision to come out to Colorado pretty spontaneously. It was mentioned to me one night, I thought about it, threw the idea at my parents, had a talk with my dad and suddenly I was moving to Boulder. This wasn’t something I should do, this was something I WANTED to do. Yet, I didn’t have a job, I didn’t have a plan but I decided to change my life and this decision, no matter how difficult finding a job is, or how hard it is to be away from my comfort zone, is the RIGHT decision. It is the right decision because I decided it to be so.

All the things I have done in the past have been a series of decisions.

• Quitting my job.
• Traveling through Europe by myself for three months, even though I was scared shitless to do so.
• Breaking up with my boyfriend 3 years ago to pursue the life I wanted, not the life he wanted me to have.
• Applying to FIT and only FIT, the only school I wanted to go to Interior Design for, despite the fact that I ran a high risk that I wouldn’t get in.

The list could go on. What I took away from this was, not only to make the best out of EVERY situation and take away the best from every failed situation, but to live with no regrets.

I’ve always lived under the believe that the decisions I’ve made, I have made for a reason. Even if they seemed like the biggest mistake of all time at the end of them, at some point it was what I wanted. At one point, I loved my boyfriend and wanted to get married to him. And then, I didn’t anymore. Sure it wasn’t that easy of a decision, and breaking up with him was hard, but it was the right decision. We wanted different things and in the domino effect that is life, I got to experience being single in NYC, a lot of travel, and a lot of extra heartache. To say I’ve had a ton of life lessons, is an understatement.

A week or so ago Doni, Monica, Grace’s mom and I were having dinner at Grace’s and she had this pack of cards. I’m not sure the meaning of the cards, but they were similar to tarot cards (or so I gathered). We each chose a card and I was floored when I read mine.

I make many decisions (and then I make them right!)

I don’t know what Boulder will bring me but I have a good feeling about it. No matter what happens, it was the right decision at this point in my life. Whatever happens, it’ll only lead me to bigger and better things. And this notion of should? It’s staying out of my vocabulary. There’s no reason why that would only apply to my vacation, so why not life as well?

So, interwebs, I challenge you to go make every decision you make, the right one.

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